Chapter 1198: Asing

Angrily, Yang Feng was about to rush out of the frame, but he was blocked by the magic top.
Brother, how about a sledgehammer? Let us meet them first, what kind of stuff, if there is any stubbornness, it will not be too late for you to come forward. "
No, I'm going to vent my anger, I don't need to open the way, I will kill myself! "
With a fierce wave of his hand, Yang Feng's killing intent was boiling in his eyes, and he rushed out directly.
Sima Changfeng and the others looked at each other, then gave a faint smile, keeping up with each other.
Oh, this group of robbers didn't read the almanac when they went out, and they just caught up with our Patriarch's anger.
It's over, they are dead, ha ha.
When everyone got out of the frame, they looked around and saw that as far as their eyes could be, they were densely packed with nearly hundreds of dark shadows, surrounded by their frame, airtight, not even a fly could fly out.
Moreover, the gurgling aura that these people in black exude is definitely one of the rare powerhouses in the third-rate family.
Yang Feng lifted his eyes and glanced, one-third of the level 59 to 62, the rest are above level 62, and the highest is at level 74.
This means that the opponents with the lowest strength are all warriors above Tier 3, and the strongest has reached the peak strength of Tier 3 Martial Arts.
However, in the third-rate family, this is considered to be a good combat power, but for Yang Feng, it is not even enough to clog the teeth.
Posing his lips in disdain, Yang Feng was full of contempt.
Sima Changfeng smiled slightly and clasped his fists to everyone around him: We are from Yangjiapu. I wonder if you suddenly stopped me waiting, why? "
You Yang Jiabao has been very arrogant lately. Our brothers are all figures on the underworld, and some of them can't understand your manners, so come to ask for advice. "
The leader of the strongest person stood up and made an old voice.
Yang Feng's ears moved, he heard it immediately, and sneered: Jiang Yuheng, you bastard, when did you return to the Yungu underworld? Do you have any dissatisfaction? Come straight to me, don't throw any dirty things on the underworld. Is it just because they are in the underworld? "
Well!
When his body was stagnant, Jiang Yuheng saw that he had been seen through, so he no longer concealed it. He took off the black cover on his face, and sneered: Now that you have seen it, the old man won't make a mistake. Yang Feng, the old man said, he won't let you return to Yangjiapu in such a safe and sound state. Today your humiliation to the old man, the old man wants you to return it a hundred and a thousand times. "
Okay, don't let your mouth go, your villain just talks a lot. "
Waved his hand impatiently, Yang Feng hooked his fingers and said: Come on now, it just so happens that Lao Tzu is depressed now and wants to vent. After playing this game, I still have to go home for dinner. "
Uh!
His face couldn't help but violently twitched, Jiang Yuheng was very dissatisfied with Yang Feng's perfunctory attitude, and his face sank suddenly.
I said we are intercepting you now. I am still a hundred times more numerous than you, and all of them are good players. Even if the hero is not afraid, at least behave seriously, OK?
Don't be so casual!
Your attitude makes us very embarrassed. We are here to kill people seriously. We are not playing a house. Can you go back for lunch after playing?
Taking a deep breath, one of Jiang Yuheng's lungs was about to explode, and he nodded and said: Okay, you have a seed. Still want to go home for dinner? The old man will send you to Yan Wangye to eat now, huh. Come on, come on! "
Wow!
As soon as the voice fell, the black crowd quickly rushed towards Yang Feng like the tide, as if to swallow him completely.
Yang Feng's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth swept across an evil arc, his fists tightened, and he made a fighting posture.
Come on well, accompany Laozi to exercise, vent my depression, hahaha!
Sima Changfeng, Qin Shanhai and the others are very acquainted with each other, stepping back together, and handing this overwhelming battlefield to the Patriarch to show off their youth and perform appropriate aerobic exercises. They will become fitness and good health. .
puff!
However, the crowds hadn't rushed over yet, but after hearing a muffled noise, the scornful Jiang Yuheng had suddenly stagnated, completely stiffened, and his eyes were filled with incredible horror.
Yang Feng was also taken aback, and took a deep look at him, especially the blood hole that suddenly protruded from his chest, and the sharp red sword that was more than seven inches long.
Looking back, I saw that at this moment, there was a man in black standing behind Jiang Yuheng. Although his face was blocked by the black cloth, his eyes were filled with strange light and a familiar feeling.
Valley Lord! "
Those charging crowd were shocked and dumbfounded.
What's the matter, this battle hasn't started yet, the Valley Lord has already been killed.
Who? Who is that person?
Everyone was puzzled. Jiang Yuheng turned his head with difficulty, looking at the deep eyes that were close at hand, his eyes were full of doubts: Why...What? Lord Bengu cultivated you in this way, but you..."
Without speaking, the person remained indifferent, and then...
Sa!
With a sharp draw of the long sword, blood was spilled like a fountain for nine days.
That Jiang Yuheng also rolled his eyes and fell feebly, and soon lost his breath.
Then, the man in black stood with his sword and bowed in Yang Feng's direction.
Hey, who is this, why worship me?
Yang Feng froze for a moment, not knowing why, Sima Changfeng and others were taken aback, and immediately complimented: The fort master is wise, foreseeing the enemy's opportunity, it turns out that you have already set up a spy by Jiang Yuheng's old guy, and let him be fatal at a critical moment. one strike. High, really high! "
Am I a spy? "
With a raised eyebrow, Yang Feng suddenly laughed and said: Don’t be kidding, I have only been in the spirit world for a while, and I have only been the master of the Yangjiapu for a year. How can I give a Guiyungu’an who can’t be beaten by a few poles? Spies? Brother Sima, didn't you make this spy? "
I?
Sima Changfeng was taken aback, and shook his head inexplicably: No, I haven't done it. "
Who is he from then? Why at this moment, suddenly give Jiang Yuheng a knife, it is obviously to help us! "Yang Feng was puzzled, looking at the familiar figure, scratching his head, couldn't figure it out.
Only Ari, a pair of fists involuntarily tightened since the figure appeared, and two copper bell-like eyes flashed with tears in excitement.
This is really a rare scene for Ari, a burly man.
After a while, Ari calmed down, and his voice trembled a little authentically: Master, that is... Axing! "
A star? "
Shaking his body, Yang Feng looked at the black figure again and roared: Are you A Xing? Come here, let me see! "
With a slight nod, the man flashed away, quickly came to Yang Feng, and bowed down and worshiped, very respectful.
However, it was the same as when he was in the lower realm.
Yang Feng slowly raised his hand and took off A Xing's black cover. As expected, it was the star envoy of one of his three strange waiters.
Suddenly, Yang Feng immediately helped A Xing up, hugged him twice, and laughed: Although he didn't find his wife, it's okay to find A Xing. We found another companion, hahaha! "